Proof, Lists, and Gratitude!

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Dining in at Proof at Gallery Place with Tirone!

January 18th, 2017

Take 6. I’ve begun to write this entry several times in multiple directions, however I can’t really pin down what I really want to talk about. Of course, a lot has happened over these past few months – but mostly personal things.

So I’ll make a list of some of the things I love in the world.

  1. Photographing people in their truly candid and quirky moments. I get this inspiration from that scene in Lilo & Stitch when she goes to the beach and we see all of her polaroid pictures of the messy, unposed everyday, normal people.
  2. Pay-it-forward. I love people who do nice deeds like pay for the person behind them or go out of their way to do something nice for no absolute reason. The other day, this guy parked his car in the middle of ongoing traffic in order to pick something up on the street for a homeless guy in a wheelchair. I’m sure he knew cars behind him were probably confused and annoyed, but it was very heartwarming to see.
  3. Pizza Stop. It’s this pizza parlor near my house on Bel Pre Road. It’s a family-owned parlor, and has bomb ass pizzas, subs, sandwiches, and a lot more items. I want to say it’s kind of a hole in the wall type of restaurant, but I feel like that’s just a personal opinion since my brother still goes out of his way to by Papa John’s. Either way, it’s a blessing in disguise hidden in the corner of a small shopping center!
  4. Ted Talks. Any time I feel down, depressed, or unmotivated, I find myself watching plenty of Ted Talks about self-confidence and vulnerability, just inspirational and motivational speeches that help me remember how nobody’s perfect and there’s always a way to become better… or at least think better about the world around you.
  5. Reading. As much as I hate having reading assignments for school and having to read studies and articles, I actually find myself somewhat intrigued in everything that I read and I definitely learn something new everyday. I’ve learned to think more critically and become more aware about the world around me. Although it is a dread to be somewhat “forced” to read some of these things, it’s more of a blessing in disguise in the case that I am ultimately gaining knowledge. Don’t get me wrong though, I do read a lot on my own time as well and I love it. And for those who don’t read, knowledge truly is power. It also improves my writing by a whole lot!
  6. Having a home with a functional shower and toilet. Okay, I know this one sounds weird, but I take multiple showers and baths daily, especially after I do my number 2. That’s a lot of water. I have an OCD of being clean! I know that I am abusive of having a functional bath or shower, but I am very aware that it is a privilege. It’s a simple thing to be thankful for, but throughout my travels to Cambodia, and other third world countries in Southeast Asia a few years ago, my eyes were open to the types of bathrooms they had… Public restrooms on the side of the country road were ill-maintained and had dirt and mud everywhere. There were no toilet paper in any “stalls”, but they provided buckets in tubs of water next to the toilet with which you were supposed to rinse your genitals with. I had no idea where they filled the water from and it did not look remotely sanitary, so we brought our own toilet paper to the restrooms. The actual toilets were holes in the ground that you would have had to squat over and do your business in… I know there are people there who use these types of restrooms everyday, so having a nice bathroom here in Maryland is definitely something I truly find gratitude in.
  7. Friends. Good friends. Friends who understand that you have a busy schedule and sometimes text back hours later. Friends who make an effort to make plans and see you during holidays and weekends. Friends who always take you back after you get lost in another crowd. Friends whom you can tell anything, and you never smell a hint of judgment coming off of them. Those are the friends I will keep close in my heart forever.

I’m sure I have a lot more but I’m also pretty sure I’ve spent a good 2 hours on this post, so I think I’ll end it here. I create a lot of these lists about things that I am grateful for, and it has honestly helped me see the brighter side of everything and helped me note a lot of silver linings. So for anyone reading this, if you’re ever having a bad day, just take some time to sit down for a good 10 minutes and write down at least 5 things you are grateful for… and really internalize that gratitude. I know it may sound stupid at first, but the more consistent you are with it, the more it’ll positively affect your psychology… And I can vouch for that.

Finding Innocence

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Summer 2009 – 13 years old

As requested by a very important person in my life.

When I was a little girl, I did not understand why people would stop eating food or carbs in order to lose some weight, because honestly, what does that do for a person except make them look a different type of way? And to little Michelle, looking the way that you were naturally meant to look meant individuality and uniqueness. Everyone was born different and everyone was meant to be different, whether it be in shape or size. What really mattered to me as a child (a great thank you to disney influences), was a person’s character. What did it matter how much you weighed if you were a beautiful person inside? As a child, I clearly remember telling myself that I didn’t care how I looked or how fat I got because I knew who I was as a person and that gave me all the strength to love being myself in my own skin. Although I was never really fat, I was ridiculed by certain people for how skinny I was. I was underweight for a long time in elementary school and middle school… but I couldn’t do much about that. With all of my innocence, even with all of the pushback I received for being “too skinny,” I continued to love myself and be okay with myself because I knew myself as a person and the way I looked didn’t matter to me. I knew what I liked, the person I wanted to be, and the people I wanted to be friends with. And knowing myself and my values, that was all I needed.

Only did everything change mid-way through high school. This was due to multiple influences of media, other girls at school who were much taller or skinnier or prettier… and it was almost like it was all set up for me to compare myself. I was losing the innocence of my untouched, natural mind. In high school, I admit that I did have issues with my body and eating habits. I would scroll down blogs of really fit, skinny girls, then skip meals and spend time at the gym for 2-3 hours a day, 6 days a week. I restricted myself to a lot of different foods and would feel guilty for snacking. Nobody should ever feel guilty for eating food. I even spent a stupid amount of money on a “detox” tea that merely contained lots of laxatives. I’ve been to therapy sessions for this matter and cut ties with people who triggered insecurities about my weight. I lost who I was. I succumbed to the values of the mass and let myself stray from the innocence of know what really mattered most in life. Only up until a year ago was when I decided that I needed to stop battling with myself. I am on my own side and before I expect anybody else to love me, I need to learn how to love my own self. There was one point that I thought to myself that once you have an eating disorder, it never really goes away because in the back of your head, you’ll always be thinking about the numbers and the carbs and that fat intake and it’s going to taunt you. However, with enough time and enough good influences I have found in my life, I have let myself forgive and forget. It’s been an uphill battle, but I am slowly rekindling my untouched, innocent 13 year old mind.

Right now at this point, I’ve overcome the negative relationship I had with food. As ironic as it sounds though, I have lost my values as a person (something that my 13 year old self never questioned), meaning I don’t really know what I truly like and dislike (is it really what I like… or is it what I think is cool to like?) or how I should or shouldn’t act (should I be a nice girl or act like a boss ass bitch who doesn’t take shit from anyone????) I don’t know where to draw lines between people I should hang out with because I genuinely like them or because I know that they like me a lot, so I should like them back??? These are all things my old, innocent mind would have never questioned. I know these are very small and trivial things to think about and they should be obvious, but I just can’t seem to figure out what I want and what I should do… I’m working on it and trying to go back and find my innocent mind, the mind that was unscathed by the rally of people using “fat” as a synonym to “ugly,” and the voices that would tell me that if I were fat, nobody would love me. I must find that innocent mind that told me that being a good person was all I needed to do in order to love and accept myself, and I am constantly reminding myself that to remember these things everyday.

Either way, I am currently figuring it all out as I go along, and a lot more with the help of my boyfriend and best friends, I am slowly but surely finding the true values that are deeply hidden within the innocence of my 13 year old self.

*After rereading this for the first time hours after publishing it, I realized I made a ton of typos.. but that was because I felt a bit uncomfortable with the personal material I posted on here which is why I chose not to proofread it and just make the decision to publish it. So bear with me and my many typos here. Thank you.

SOLAYM: Pride & Prejudice

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Everyone in their lifetime hits a point of judgment and prejudice. A lot of people hit a point of actually caring about these prejudices, while the few lucky ones just don’t. I had no experience with negative assumptions and judgment.. or at least a care for it up until now. Because I was such a quiet person growing up, I knew that nobody had a reason to dislike me… and those who didn’t like me… well, I knew they didn’t know me so they had no good reason to so I just brushed that off my shoulder.

At this point in my life as a 20 year old constantly meeting new people and networking, I am extending my arms out to hundreds of people every year. I am making conversation, making judgments about people as they are with me… However, this past year has hit me harder than ever. I have heard many rumors about me, presumptions about me, lots of different judgments. I guess that’s what happens when your network starts to grow… the more people who know you, the more people who are prone to talking about you. It’s gotten to me more than I should have let it, though my skin is still in the process of thickening… but this occurrence has helped me realize I am still as fragile as a thin layer of ice on a lake of the first day of winter.

Now for the most part, I just shrug and say I don’t care… but I actually just internally let myself feel the wrath of the accusations circulating around my network of acquaintances… and then I try to let it go. It isn’t always easy, but I know much better that recirculating all that hatred and prejudice also is poisonous for the mind.

With a lot of thought put into it, I have come to the conclusion that fighting fire with fire doesn’t put out the flames, and that two wrongs logically do not make a right. I know I must realize that people will have opinions and that “what they think of me is none of my business.” That is the best way to live. Like Kid Cudi said, “they gon’ judge me anyway, so whatever”. To live a life with a healthy mind, I must rid myself of negative feelings towards those with poorly preconceived ideas of me. I know in my heart and soul that I try to be as nice as a person I can be, as understanding of person I can be, as polite, considerate, and intelligent of a person I can be, and if that isn’t enough for somebody else… then I guess the only problem is their problem. As cloudy as my mind may get from all of this negativity, I must remind myself to be better than that. I refuse to let these negative opinions of me get in the way of my growth and confidence. It’s been a difficult journey with all of these negative people buzzing in and out, through and around my ears, trying to drag me down… but I am strong. And for those who have a problem with me, those negative feelings is just your energy used up against me. And with the power of myself in respect to Buddha and his teachings, I emancipate myself of all of the fucks I have given to those who have talked shit about me in the past, still talk shit about me, and will continue to talk shit about me in the future because it is not worth my emotions or time. Thank you.

Here are 2 incredible quotes that inspire me:

I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.” – Coco Chanel

My philosophy is: It’s none of my business what people say of me and think of me. I am what I am and I do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier.” – Anthony Hopkins

*For more posts and pictures of positivity, visit http://www.solaym.tumblr.com. I have had this blog for a few years now and constantly always look back at it when I need inspiration and enlightenment for those bad days.

The Story of an Extroverted Introvert

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Growing up, I was always a shy kid – didn’t talk much, was too scared to approach people. I always felt like that person that everyone knew of, but never really knew… At least that’s the way I saw it. Because I always saw other people with their best friends and their really big friend groups, I wondered why I couldn’t have that? Why couldn’t I click with that many people? I struggled with being shy and being an introvert for all of my life up until my freshman year of college at UMBC. There, I felt like I could start fresh. I could make a new reputation. I could make a new face for myself. And that’s exactly what I did. I put myself out there and attended different club organizations, took the initiative in group projects, presented in front of people without shaking or feeling anxious. I met new people, and learned how to break out of my shell. I felt like I could rule the world. Then I made the decision of transferring to a new school – University of Maryland, College Park. Over time living at College Park, I drew back into myself. I became shy again. The thought of presenting a speech in front of fifteen people put me in a place of distress. I felt so out of place and I didn’t know why. I was extremely confused as to why I was like this. Just a few months before that, I was thriving, I was excited for life, unafraid of being ignored because I knew it wouldn’t faze me. But it changed just like that, and I felt vulnerable again – I became that person I thought I’d escaped for good and put in the past. I knew I liked social interaction, but too much of it exhausted me. I could talk for hours on end, I thought… but only with the right people. I refused to call myself shy, awkward, or an introvert. The thought of not being a people person was repulsing to me. I HAD to be a people person, just because I knew that a “people person” or an “extrovert” was just the kind of person that most people liked. And I wanted to be that (as terrible as it sounds). So for the longest time, I categorized myself as an extrovert. I would force myself to make conversation with people just because I wanted to prove to myself I was truly a “people person”. But as nature took its course, I became exhausted all too easily while trying to keep up with small talk. My cheeks would start to become unnaturally numb from smiling for too long. I would hate myself for not being able to go at it longer, for not being able to keep up with the masses. I knew I overcame my shyness and awkwardness, but why wasn’t I good at all this talking?

After constant, confusing analysis, only just recently however, did I finally give into accepting myself as the introvert I am. Just because I like communication, doesn’t make me an extrovert and I had to accept it. I find that after hanging out with my friends for a long time, I find myself to get way too tired. My body physically gives up on me as the hours pass and I am still talking. But I know there is no better type of person whether you’re an introvert or an extrovert. And even though I need a lot of personal time to recharge, I can still have amazing conversations with people I can click with anyway. That’s the thing with being an introvert.. I don’t click with everybody so when I find people I actually have a natural bond with, that I can converse with for hours (and not become tired), I know it’s special. I think that’s the best thing that has come with accepting that I am an introvert. And I’m not ashamed of being one anymore.

What Makes A Person Attractive

 

 

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Over the years, I’ve had the opportunity to meet some great people in my life. Here are some of the best qualities I’ve picked out of some of my favorite people

  • The way your belly sticks out after you’ve just eaten a meal and you’re not trying to look good, but you do anyways
  • The way your face lights up and your body swings into full motion when you’re telling a story
  • The ambition in your eyes and the power in your step when you really want something
  • How although when 7 things go wrong, you’re still looking up because of that 8th thing that went right
  • The natural way your words flow out of your mouth and you can go on and on about something you’re passionate about, regardless of what others might think
  • Your extremely ugly laugh, but it’s beautiful nonetheless because it remarks genuine happiness
  • How frantic you can get when 2 strands of hair fall out of place
  • The way you express your opinions unapologetically
  • When you offer to go out of your way to do something for someone just to make their life easier
  • Your smile that never rests
  • The way when someone compliments you, you lose all your words and can’t stop smiling
  • Your favorite past times, like blogging and dancing and singing and exercising
  • How you’re very understanding when I don’t call for a week because you understand that life can get hectic.
  • When you pay for your friends, not because you expect anything in return, but because you want to

Beauty isn’t always the way a person looks. I find beauty in the way people live their life on a day to day basis, how they react to things, their personal mannerisms. Beauty is more than just skin deep.

21 Things I Learned By 20

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  1. Life ain’t that serious
  2. Date the person you want to date, regardless of what other people say
  3. You will never meet enough people in your life
  4. If you like Starbucks, Justin Bieber, and pop music, embrace it. There’s nothing wrong with being “basic”.
  5. Friends will come and go. It’s up to you to figure out which ones are worth fighting for and letting go.
  6. You gotta break the rules.
  7. Take photos. Lots of them. Take them everyday. Too many is better than none at all.
  8. It’s nice to write things down in journals…
  9. Don’t be afraid to admit you’re wrong. Not everybody is right all the time.
  10. Religion is never a good topic to argue over.
  11. People only care how pretty you are to a certain extent. What really matters is personality.
  12. John Cheng is a buttcrack.
  13. Never pass up an opportunity to travel. Immerse and educate yourself in different cultures whenever you have the chance!
  14. People love differently and show love differently from you. It doesn’t necessarily mean they love you any less.
  15. Confidence is the sexiest attribute in a person.
  16. The way a person tells a story and the way a person writes, portrays the way they view life.
  17. If you like singing, dancing, any type of art. Don’t hinder yourself just because you think you suck.
  18. It’s never too late to start a new hobby.
  19. Not everybody will like you, no matter how much you TRY to please them. So do yourself a favor and please YOURSELF before you please anyone else.
  20. Sometimes when someone tells you a problem, they don’t always want advice… they just want someone to listen. Respect that.
  21. The only failure is not trying.

Pilot

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A photo that probably accurately describes my personality I think lol

Hi everybody! My name is Michelle and welcome to my blog, where you’ll find an unleashed and uncensored scroll of thoughts from my brain. I’ll be honest – I’m not the best writer in the world, but I try.. and I can say that’s better than not trying at all! As they say, “you might not be the best runner, but at least you’re lapping everyone on the couch,” …or something of that sort. I figured I had a lot of free time on my hands, a lot of thoughts in my head, and maybe not enough outlets to strain the mess that entangle in my brain.

Here are some of my goals to achieve with this blog!

  1. I will learn to unapologetically be myself and voice my opinions
  2. Hopefully at least one person can relate with me lol
  3. Maybe, just MAYBE, I’ll be consistent with SOMETHING for once in my life???
  4. Self-identification
  5. Become better at writing or something

If you’re still reading and if you’re still interested, imagine a tear rolling down my cheek. Thank you :’)

If you don’t know much about me, here’s a list of 10 (random but hopefully interesting) things about myself!

  1. I sweat a lot from my armpits, especially when it’s cold or when I am giving a presentation. (Think of a waterfall)
  2. I like to buy books, plan to read them, and then let them sit on my book shelf to collect dust instead.
  3. I low-key get excited when I see someone call my phone.
  4. I’m not an awkward person, but I can get extremely, uncomfortably awkward when I interact with someone awkward.
  5. My hobbies include lifting weights, watching Ted Talks about self-confidence, and talking about personal feelings and self-evaluation.
  6. I feel uncomfortable talking about controversial topics, like politics, if my closeness level with you isn’t at 11/10.
  7. I’m an ENFP if you’re into the MBTI personality tests.
  8. My biggest desire is to travel the world with people I love, but I am too scared and too broke for that matter.
  9. I am Buddhist.
  10. I’m not exactly shy – just naturally a quiet person and it’s actually extremely exhausting for me to carry conversations when I feel too pressured to do so.

Thank you for reading if you actually finished! 🙂 More blog entries will be coming soon and I hope someone finds interest in them, so stay tuned. If not, then OK lol.